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    Oh, lookie here, there's something not completely lifeless, unless you count corpses. It should be a strange sight to the young kitten making his way audaciously towards the border of such a bold monument, but not a single thought runs through his mind regarding the wall of decaying carcasses, nor the unusual location and placing of possibly the most notorious anti-clan known, whose mere name can give shivers even to great warriors.


    Stranger still, there is what appears to be a cookie carried on his head, though if one looks closely they can deter it is fake, held in place by a strap piece camouflaged beneath his thick fur.

  • [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 11px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; width: 350px]Paws moving carefully by the corpse lined border as she moved about, patrolling the land. It wasn't long before she took note of the child, waiting so casually for somebody to take notice of him - What was that on his head? "Who are you and what are you doing here?"

  • [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 345px][justify][size=7pt][color=black] Cinema trotted forward, his paws drumming the ground quietly as he gave a mere nod to the third tier and his former mentor. The king cheetah stopped at her side and then looked to the tom, cocking and eyebrow with puzzlement at the sight of that... thing on his head. He remained silent as he assumed Amour had already asked the usual.

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    "Oh, hi there!" His expression brightens at the appearance of a someone, and his immaturity due to his young age causes him to say,"You look like a cookie!!" Realizing the cheetah has asked him a question, the kitten quickly answers,"My name? Right! I'm Kenny!" In a lower voice,"Kenneth, but I hate that." He has to process her query following the one he has responded to, scrunching up his small face in thought. "Mummy told me I'd find a place where all the strong cats go, and she said I could be just like them if I get there! So here I am! She also said somethin' bout a lotta dead stuff, but I wasn't scared! So when Mummy left, I followed a bird here!" His lengthened explanation is generally off topic, but the point is there, just layered on with extra tidbits of information, courtesy of a talkative soul.

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    #JaceEcuador

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    "Mummy was right about you guys bein' big!! Golly, you're all like, like, ten gazillion times bigger than me! Will I ever be big like you guys? I hope so! Then I could be like, super tall and just scare everyone away!!" One thing is for sure about this kitten; his mouth never stops running.

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  • That made Cloudedpaw frown. She wanted to threaten the kit. But she only grunted. "Bloodclan isn't scary for their heights, its their bravery and skills of war and ambush." Though she disliked it, she smiled again. "Well this is the place. Would you like to join?"

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    ( xP His main defense is talking.)


    "Crackedplaster? That's a long name! I'm gonna call you um....um...." He has to think a moment, tapping a paw quickly. "Oh! I got it! I'll call you Lickrish!" The kitten probably means licorice, due to the melanistic female's shared coat color, but having only overheard the candy, must resort to memory. Answering Cloudedpaw with a look of awe, this expression is followed by a vigorous nod. "Yup, yup yup!"

  • [fancypost borderwidth=0][font=georgia]Darkey padded up an nodded her head lightly. "Welcome to BloodClan, then, kid." She barked with a grin on her face.

  • Cloudedpaw nodded to Darkey as she accepted it. Turning away so she didn't get mad, she had recently been a bit angry since she had last seen the canine. "Hey I'll show you around if you want." Cloudedpaw said through her gritting teeth of seeing the warmaster again.

  • [Justify][size=8]"You're welcome to join, then." Amour responded after a moment, giving Kenny a friendly smile before turning her attention to the others. "Would one of you like to show him around?"

  • [fancypost borderwidth=0][font=georgia]Cloudedpaw needed to get over whatever shit she had. Darkey was pissed at herself for crying in public and she sure as hell didn't want everyone on top of her about it. So she snapped. But in all honesty, Darkey couldn't give two shits about whether the animal liked her or not.

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    "YES! WOOOOOOO!!" After letting out this loud shout, he prances in a circle for a brief few seconds. When completing his little dance, Kenny's expression becomes solemn. "I pledge alliegance forever and ever!" Immediately after, he brightens up once more and gives a nod to Cloudedpaw. "You'd do that? Thanks!!"

  • She nodded. "Alright. Come on kid." Now her look was disappointed. When could see at least be able to sit by Darkey without getting scolded or have memories. Depressed, Cloudedpaw led her to see the desert just real quick. "The desert is basically where we live." She started explaining.


    *OOH I SENSE A THREAD CONIN ON*

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    (Who's going to make it?)
    "Oh, yeah, I saw that my way here. Kinda cool though, huh? I get to live in a desert! Do you have any elephants here?" Clearly the kitten has either an active imagination or was misinformed, probably both plus some mix up in the brain of his. "I like walking on the sand. It's all mushy and gushy smushy."

  • Mushy hmm? Odd. "Elephants? I'm not sure. I haven't seen any. There probably is some that have been in the clan or somewhere out there." Said Cloudedpaw. This kit had made her smile again.

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    "I want to ride an elephant. I'll put that on my budget list." Of course he means bucket, but possessing such a short attention span and memory means such things will happen.

  • [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 345px][justify][size=7pt][color=black] Damn, this kit was adorable. He had to admit it. Cracking a smile and laughing, the king cheetah looked at Kenny as he then spoke. "Oi. Kenny, was it? I'm Cinema."


    ( if he wants a family, cinema would be more than willing to take him in <3 )